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BADSH!T Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I jus hope you happy with what I've become
Mama knew her son was always going to be something
Bad shit
I can't help I feel more comfortable with thugs
Hate the fact I hide my insecurities with drugs
In classy fashion
Best come scoop your bitch she trying to hang with us
She's rolling blunts they mixed up with that angel dust
She say she's heaven sent
Pour me two more cups I ain't faded enough
Nigga better stop looking like he dangerous
You'll get your ass kicked
This shit tragic
Lost what I had nigga
I was down as fuck nigga had to get up I got my bags big
Baby got that ass lift
I'm trying to smash it
She know I don't love her she don't love me so lets just get it in
I don't think it's gonna work she keep trying to leave with us
Young ass nigga just needed bucks
I just seen Brodie his head was down that nigga too pussy can't lift it up
Pussy just lift it up
I need them to let me find my fucking way
You had me believing in all your lies I don't hear nothing that you saying
I ain't trying to drown but I'm up to my neck thinking how much of this can I take
I put my hand out for yo every time I got to admit my mistake
These niggas ain't trying to hold none of this shit down they really just going through phases
And wonder why they ain't gonna make it
I jus hope you happy with what I've become
Mama knew her son was always going to be something
Bad shit
I can't help I feel more comfortable with thugs
Hate the fact I hide my insecurities with drugs
In classy fashion
Best come scoop your bitch she trying to hang with us
She's rolling blunts they mixed up with that angel dust
She say she's heaven sent
Pour me two more cups I ain't faded enough
Nigga better stop looking like he dangerous
You'll get your ass kicked
Niggas goin about sad business
Invest in myself put that bag in it
My nigga trying to get to that cake I'm with it
Me and lil UNO we best in the city
Numero uno no one fucking with me
I'll call a shooter come chop up your campfire
I was a lil nigga but I'm a man now
I can't respect a grown man with his hand out
He barking like Kujo wrong tree
Know I'm a dog to the bone nigga
Baby know all of my songs
She show up at the show I notice
I don't say I'm the best they know this
Damn Lil Robbie your ass a cold kid
Brodie gonna wipe your nose slim
Like a nigga had a cold and shit
I jus hope you happy with what I've become
Mama knew her son was always going to be something
Bad shit
I can't help I feel more comfortable with thugs
Hate the fact I hide my insecurities with drugs
In classy fashion
Best come scoop your bitch she trying to hang with us
She's rolling blunts they mixed up with that angel dust
She say she's heaven sent
Pour me two more cups I ain't faded enough
Nigga better stop looking like he dangerous
You'll get your ass kicked